Mortal Cultivator

One of the thieves tried to attack him from behind, but Wang Lu seemed to have noticed it. He turned around suddenly and knocked him back with one blow. When the other thieves saw this, they became even more crazy and their offensive became more fierce.

Wang Lu knew very well that this battle could not be delayed for long. I saw him take a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged out like a torrent, and he performed a peerless skill. In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the light shone brightly. The thief was frightened by this powerful force, and his movements were slow for a moment.

Wang Lu seized this fleeting opportunity, the magic weapon in his hand shone brightly, and attacked the thief with thunderous force. The thieves were unable to resist this powerful attack and fell down one after another.

In the end, all eight thieves were defeated by Wang Lu. With his superb cultivation and fearless courage, Wang Lu successfully killed the thieves and maintained the dignity and peace of the righteous path of immortality.

In the ever-changing arena where good and evil intertwined, Wang Lu's name was like thunder.

One day, Wang Lu was walking to a deserted place and suddenly encountered eight thieves blocking his way. These eight thieves all have a fierce look on their faces, and their whole bodies exude evil aura. Judging from their appearance, they must be people who have done many evil things.

Wang Lu stood tall and straight, his eyes were as bright as a torch, and he faced the eight thieves without any fear. When the thief saw this, he screamed arrogantly, waved all kinds of weapons, and fiercely rushed towards Wang Lu.

Wang Lu remained calm, his energy instantly increased, and his internal energy surged through his meridians. He dodged, avoiding the thief's sharp blow, and drew the sword from his waist with his backhand. The sword cut through the sky like cold light.

Wang Lu displayed exquisite swordsmanship, with fierce sword movements and endless changes in moves. His steps are steady and his posture is flexible, allowing him to move freely between thieves. Every time the sword was swung out, there was a sound of breaking wind, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

A thief tried to attack from behind, but Wang Lu turned sideways and thrust his sword back. The thief was unable to dodge and was killed on the spot. When the other thieves saw this, not only did they not retreat, but they attacked even more frantically.

Wang Lu showed no mercy and his sword became more powerful. His sword follows his heart, his sword intention is vertical and horizontal, and every move contains profound skill and firm will. Although the thieves resisted desperately, they were gradually unable to withstand Wang Lu's powerful offensive.

After a fierce fight, Wang Lu pointed his sword at the sky, blood dripping from the sword. The eight thieves all fell at his feet and could no longer do evil.

Wang Lu's act of killing eight thieves shocked the world. With the sword of justice, he defended justice and kindness in the world and became a hero praised by everyone. His heroic deeds will forever be engraved in the annals of the world, inspiring future generations to uphold justice and move forward courageously.

After a thrilling and fierce battle, Wang Lu successfully killed eight thieves with his extraordinary martial arts and perseverance. At that time, his clothes were stained with blood and he was breathing slightly, but he could not hide the heroism and heroism between his brows.

However, the wheel of fate is turning quietly at this moment. Wang Lu had just finished dealing with the battlefield and was about to take a break when a figure descended from the sky, like a fairy coming to the world. The person who came was none other than Immortal Ji Wu. Her clothes were fluttering, her temperament was extraordinary, and she exuded a mysterious and noble aura.

Immortal Ji Wu's beautiful eyes turned to look at Wang Lu, with a trace of surprise and appreciation flashing in her eyes. When Wang Lu saw this fairy, he was also shocked and quickly clasped his fists in salute.

Immortal Lord Ji Wu opened her red lips lightly and her voice was as sweet as the sound of nature: "I just saw you fighting fiercely with the thieves. You are brave and fearless. You are truly a hero." Wang Lu said humbly: "Thank you Immortal Lord for your compliment. This is my duty. Kill him." It is our duty to eradicate evil.”

Immortal Lord Ji Wu nodded slightly, with a bit of curiosity in her eyes: "I see that you have extraordinary skills and a righteous heart. I wonder where you can learn from?" Wang Lu replied: "I have no sect. I only rely on my passion and martial arts." The persistent pursuit, wandering in the world."

When Immortal Ji Wu heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "This is rare. It is fate that you and I meet now." Wang Lu felt the affinity of Immortal Ji Wu, and the awe in his heart was slightly reduced, and he became more close. meaning.

The breeze blew by, and the two stood opposite each other. For a moment, the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful. Wang Lu knew that this chance meeting with Immortal Ji Wu might be another turning point in his life. Immortal Lord Ji Wu was also thinking in her heart about the future path of this young hero.

In this ever-changing arena, the encounter between Wang Lu and Immortal Ji Wu is like a bright star crossing the sky, destined to set off new waves.

In that mysterious fairyland surrounded by fairy clouds, the encounter between Ji Wu and Wang Lu was like a beautiful picture slowly unfolding.

Immortal Lord Ji Wu has an appearance that would captivate a country, her temperament is extraordinary, and her whole body exudes an intoxicating aura of fairy spirit. Wang Lu, on the other hand, is heroic and righteous, and the perseverance and courage he exudes is eye-catching.

Immortal Lord Ji Wu admired Wang Lu's bravery and integrity. As her beautiful eyes rolled around, her red lips parted slightly: "Mr. Wang Lu, I am so happy to see you so heroic and courageous. Recently, the flowers in the Immortal Palace are in full bloom, and it is so beautiful. , I specially invite you to come and enjoy the flowers together, what do you think, warrior?"

When Wang Lu heard this invitation, he was surprised at first, then bowed and saluted, and respectfully replied: "I am deeply grateful for the kindness of the Immortal Lord. It is really an honor for Wang to be invited by the Immortal Lord."

Immortal Ji Wu smiled slightly, waved her jade hand, and a fairy light flashed through, turning into auspicious clouds. "Then follow me." Wang Lu stepped onto the auspicious clouds and followed closely behind Immortal Ji Wu.

Along the way, the fairy wind blew on my face, auspicious clouds fluttered, and through the layers of clouds and mist, the outline of the fairy palace gradually appeared. The fairy palace is majestic and magnificent, resplendent with gold and green, surrounded by fairy music and auspicious atmosphere.

Entering the Fairy Palace Garden, the scene in front of you is intoxicating. Various flowers compete for beauty and fragrance. Some flowers are as bright as flames, some are as white as ice and snow, and some are as gorgeous as colorful clouds. Crystal dewdrops sparkle on the petals, reflecting colorful light under the sunlight.

Ji Wu Xianjun strolled among the flowers, and Wang Lu followed carefully. Ji Wu Xianjun stopped from time to time to introduce the origins and characteristics of various exotic flowers and plants to Wang Lu. Wang Lu listened carefully, nodded from time to time, and was full of amazement and awe for the wonderful beauty of this fairy palace.

In this sea of ​​flowers, Ji Wu Xianjun and Wang Lu had a great conversation, and laughter echoed throughout the garden. Their figures loomed in the flowers, like a beautiful fairyland painting, forever frozen in this beautiful moment.

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Between the jade buildings of the fairy palace, the moonlight was like water, sprinkling a piece of silver. Fairy Ji Wu and Wang Lu stood opposite each other, the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful.

Fairy Ji Wu opened her red lips lightly, her voice was like pearls falling on a jade plate: "Mr. Wang Lu, I am willing to dance for you to express my joy of meeting you today." Wang Lu was flattered when he heard it, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I am lucky to be granted a dance by the Fairy."

As soon as the voice fell, Fairy Ji Wu moved her lotus steps lightly, her figure swaying, like a blooming lotus swaying lightly in the breeze. She raised her jade hands lightly, the ribbons fluttered, like colorful butterflies flying; her toes tapped lightly, like a dream, as if walking on the stars.

Fairy Ji Wu's dance posture was graceful and unparalleled, sometimes as light as a swallow, sometimes as agile as a dragon. Her waist was as soft as a willow, and every twist showed a beautiful curve just right; her eyes were smart and affectionate, as if telling an ancient and moving story.

With the rhythm of the music, Fairy Ji Wu's movements became more and more smooth and natural. She spun and danced, her skirt spread out like ripples, forming a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers; she jumped and soared, her figure leaping high, like a phoenix about to spread its wings and fly high.

Wang Lu was fascinated by the beautiful dance. Every move and every look of Ji Wu Xianjun was full of charm and magic, making people forget all the troubles and worries in the world.

When the dance reached its climax, Ji Wu Xianjun's whole body exuded a bright light, like a dazzling star descending to the earth. Her movements became more and more intense, but she was still elegant, showing the charm of the dance to the fullest.

Finally, the dance music gradually died down, and Ji Wu Xianjun slowly stopped dancing, sweating slightly, but adding a bit of charming charm. Wang Lu woke up as if from a dream, applauded and praised: "The dance of the immortal king is unique in heaven and on earth." The immortal king Ji Wu smiled slightly, like a blooming spring flower: "Young master, you are too kind."

At this moment, the immortal palace was peaceful, and this wonderful dance became an eternal moment, deeply imprinted in Wang Lu's heart.

In the quiet courtyard of the immortal palace, the breeze was blowing and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing. The immortal king Ji Wu and Wang Lu were talking happily, and the atmosphere was harmonious and pleasant.

The immortal king Ji Wu's beautiful eyes moved, with a gentle smile, and said softly: "Young master Wang Lu, is the dance just now still pleasing to the eye? If you don't mind, I would like to invite you to the inner room to drink fine wine together. I wonder what you think?"

Wang Lu was slightly surprised when he heard it, and then he respectfully replied: "Thanks to the immortal king's kindness, how can Wang refuse."

So, the immortal king Ji Wu moved lightly with lotus steps, leading the way in front, and Wang Lu followed closely behind. Passing through the winding corridor, we came to the door of the inner room. Ji Wuxianjun gently pushed the door. The room was elegantly decorated, with sandalwood curling and curtains fluttering.

The table had already been filled with delicacies and fine wines. Ji Wuxianjun and Wang Lu sat opposite each other. Ji Wuxianjun personally filled Wang Lu's glass with wine and said, "This wine is a secret recipe of the Fairy Palace, mellow and fragrant, please taste it, young master."

Wang Lu took the wine glass with both hands and nodded slightly, "Thank you, Fairy." He took a sip and felt the aroma of the wine overflowing, refreshing.

In this quiet inner room, Ji Wuxianjun and Wang Lu drank and talked. The topic ranged from the anecdotes of the Fairy Palace to the changes in the world. Ji Wuxianjun's words were gentle and his insights were unique; Wang Lu's answers were appropriate and his words were sincere.

After three rounds of wine, the faces of both of them were stained with a faint blush, and the distance between them seemed to be closer. Ji Wuxianjun's eyes showed appreciation and concern for Wang Lu, and Wang Lu was also grateful for Ji Wuxianjun's hospitality.

In the inner room of this fairy palace, with fine wine and good words, time seemed to freeze, and everything seemed so beautiful and precious.

In the quiet night of the fairy palace, Ji Wuxianjun and Wang Lu drank in the inner room, the wine became stronger, and the atmosphere became better.

Ji Wuxianjun was born with beauty, and now under the slight intoxication of wine, she added a bit of charming charm. Her eyes seemed to contain hazy mist, and her cheeks were stained with a faint blush, like a blooming peach.

Wang Lu was also infected by this atmosphere, put aside his usual restraint, and talked freely with Ji Wuxianjun.

After several rounds of wine, both of them were a little drunk. Ji Wuxianjun's delicate body swayed slightly, and Wang Lu hurried forward to support her. I don't know if it was due to the wine or some kind of emotion deep in their hearts, but the two of them actually walked to the bed together.

Lying on the bed, Ji Wu Xianjun's hair was scattered like silk. Wang Lu was beside her. Although there were waves in his heart, he was more respectful and protective of Ji Wu Xianjun.

The moonlight shone through the window lattice, sprinkled on them, reflecting a dreamlike light and shadow. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be immersed in this tranquility and peace.

However, they slept in the same bed, not for worldly desires, but for a kind of spiritual closeness and comfort in this special situation. Their souls seemed to be connected at this moment, feeling each other's warmth and existence.

As the night deepened, the breathing of the two gradually became stable, and in the gentle embrace of this fairy palace, they fell into a sweet dream together.

The morning light shone through the window of the fairy palace and gently sprinkled on the bed. Ji Wuxianjun slowly woke up, and her consciousness gradually became clear.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what came into her eyes was Wang Lu's quiet sleeping face. In an instant, the memory of sleeping in the same bed last night came like a tide, and a touch of shyness quietly climbed onto her cheek.

Ji Wuxianjun's eyes stayed on Wang Lu's face, with complex emotions intertwined in her eyes. It was a bit of surprise in shyness, and a hint of imperceptible expectation hidden in panic.

Her heart was pounding, and her thoughts were in a mess. This unprecedented close contact caused ripples in her heart, which had lived in the fairy palace for a long time and was calm.

Ji Wuxianjun bit her lower lip gently, trying to calm herself down. The blush on her jade-like skin had not yet faded, but became brighter due to the ups and downs in her heart.

She turned her head slightly, trying to avoid Wang Lu's sight, but couldn't help but sneak a peek from time to time. Every time their eyes met, her heart trembled, as if an invisible hand gently plucked the softest string deep in her heart.

At this time, Ji Wuxianjun was no longer the high-ranking, cold and elegant fairy, but a shy woman who had just tasted the human emotions. Her shyness, like the first blooming flowers in spring, was delicate and moving, adding a different kind of charming scenery to the fairy palace.

In the palace surrounded by fairy clouds, Ji Wuxianjun stood tall as usual. She has a graceful figure and elegant temperament, like a fairy who is not in touch with the world.

However, at this moment, the beautiful face of Ji Wu Xianjun is flushed. The blush is like the gorgeous sunset in the sky, quietly smudged on her fair skin, adding a bit of shyness that is rare in her daily life.

Her eyes are drooping, and her long eyelashes are trembling slightly, as if she wants to cover up the waves in her heart. The slightly red cheeks are not caused by the heat or fatigue outside, but from some indescribable emotional fluctuations deep in her heart.

In the vast fairy world, there is a well-known Ji Wu Xianjun, whose exquisite dancing skills can be called the best in the fairy world.

On this day, the fairy world held a grand celebration, with many fairies gathered, auspicious clouds lingering, and fairy music floating. Ji Wu Xianjun was invited to dance and became the focus of the entire celebration.

Ji Wu Xianjun wore a fairy dress with flowing light and color, and her skirt fluttered, as if it was woven by stars. Her hair falls like a waterfall, dotted with bright gems, flashing a mysterious light. Her face is beautiful, her skin is whiter than snow, and her eyes are like deep stars, which makes people fall in love with her at a glance.

When the fairy music sounded, Ji Wuxianjun moved her lotus steps lightly and slowly stepped into the dance floor. Her figure is as light as a swallow, and every movement is smooth and elegant, as if it is integrated with the surrounding air. Her arms are like soft willow branches, swaying in the wind, and the ribbons in her hands are like smart butterflies, dancing in the air.

Her dance steps are sometimes light, like gurgling water, and sometimes slow, like leisurely white clouds. Every spin, every jump, has a kind of otherworldly charm, as if telling the mystery and beauty of the fairy world.

Ji Wuxianjun's eyes are focused and affectionate, and she integrates her emotions into the dance. In her eyes, it seems that she can see the prosperity and vicissitudes of the fairy world, and the flow and eternity of time. Her smile was like a spring breeze, warm and intoxicating, intoxicating all the immortals present.

As the dance progressed, colorful light emanated from Ji Wu Xianjun's body, reflecting her dancing posture, and the entire dance floor seemed to have turned into a dream world. Her toes lightly touched the ground, like a dragonfly touching the water, but it could arouse layers of ripples of light. Her waist twisted, like a flower in the wind, graceful and beautiful.

At the climax, Ji Wu Xianjun flew up and spun continuously in the air, with ribbons flying and radiant light. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the entire fairy world was immersed in her beautiful dance posture. The immortals held their breath and concentrated, fearing to miss any moment.

When the last note fell, Ji Wu Xianjun slowly stopped dancing, like a blooming lotus, standing quietly in the center of the dance floor. The whole audience was silent at first, and then burst into thunderous applause and cheers. The fairies were impressed by the wonderful performance of Ji Wu Xianjun and praised her.

Ji Wu Xianjun bowed slightly and thanked the fairies, then quietly left in the praise, leaving only the unforgettable stunning dance, which was praised for a long time in the fairy world.

At the dreamlike event in the fairy world, Wang Lu was fortunate to be able to appreciate Ji Wu Xianjun's enchanting dance.

When Ji Wu Xianjun stepped onto the stage, the whole world seemed to stop. Wang Lu's eyes were instantly attracted to her and could not be moved away.

Ji Wu Xianjun danced lightly, her figure was like a willow in the wind, light and flexible. Every move she made was full of lively charm, as if she was not dancing, but painting a beautiful picture. Wang Lu was fully focused, his eyes did not blink, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

Her rotation was as fast and elegant as a whirlwind, and her skirt fluttered like a blooming flower. Wang Lu's heart also surged with her rotation, and he felt an unprecedented beauty.

Ji Wu Xianjun's eyes were full of affection, as if she was telling a touching story to every audience. Wang Lu was immersed in it, as if he could understand her inner world and resonate with her spiritually.

Her jump was like a bird spreading its wings, lightly crossing the sky, leaving beautiful arcs. Wang Lu couldn't help but marvel at it, and his heart was filled with admiration for Ji Wu Xianjun's superb dancing skills.

With the rhythm of the music, Ji Wu Xianjun's dance became more and more wonderful. Wang Lu's breathing also became rapid. He was shocked by this unparalleled beauty, and his soul seemed to float with her dance.

When the dance ended, Wang Lu was still immersed in the wonderful atmosphere for a long time and couldn't extricate himself. His heart was full of praise for Ji Wu Xianjun and nostalgia for this peerless dance.

In the vast and mysterious fairyland, Ji Wu Xianjun's charm is like a bright star, dazzling but not without warmth and softness.

Ji Wu Xianjun's appearance is so beautiful that it can be called a country. Her skin is as smooth and delicate as white jade, with a faint lustrous luster, as if gently caressed by fairy mist. Under the curved willow eyebrows, there is a pair of autumn eyes, deep and bright, as if hiding an endless sea of ​​stars. Just one glance can make people sink into it and cannot extricate themselves. Her nose is straight and beautiful, and her lips are red without any makeup. When she smiles slightly, she is like a blooming spring flower, delicate and moving, and with a bit of etherealness that transcends the world.

Her figure is graceful and light as a swallow. Every step seems to be stepping on the clouds, elegant and graceful. The slender waist is not full, but it contains flexible strength. When dancing, it is like a flower swaying in the wind, charming and moving; when still, it is like a graceful lotus, noble and refined.

The temperament of Ji Wuxianjun is even more unique and extraordinary. She has both the cold and noble nature of a fairy and the passion and agility of a dancer. Her every move exudes an innate nobility and elegance, which makes people feel awe. However, when she smiles, the smile is like a spring breeze, warm and kind, making people forget her superiority and only feel her approachability.

Her voice is crisp and pleasant, like a yellow warbler out of the valley, and like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, ding-dong-dong, refreshing. Every word seems to have magic, which can soothe and calm people's hearts.

Ji Wuxianjun's clothes are also exquisite. The fairy dress she wears is woven with colorful brocade, embroidered with complex and exquisite patterns, and flashing with mysterious light. The accessories are even more dazzling, with gems and pearls dotted in between, but they will not cover up her own elegance at all, but add a bit of nobility and gorgeousness.

The charm of Ji Wuxianjun lies not only in her appearance and temperament, but also in the purity deep in her heart and her persistent love for dance. She interprets the beauty and agility of life with dance, making everyone who witnesses her style deeply intoxicated by this peerless charm.

At the fairy banquet, there are a variety of delicacies and fairy music, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. And the fairy wine, like nectar, exudes a charming fragrance. Wang Lu picked up a glass of fairy wine and took a sip. He felt a mellow spiritual power spreading in his body instantly, and his limbs were full of warmth and strength.

He drank one cup after another, intoxicated by this wonderful taste. However, after three rounds of wine, Wang Lu knew in his heart that he should leave.

He stood up and bowed to the fairies present. Some of the fairies smiled and nodded, while others were a little reluctant. Wang Lu turned around and walked towards the exit of the fairy palace with firm steps.

His figure gradually went away in the bright light of the fairy palace, and the gorgeous palace gradually blurred behind him. In Wang Lu's heart, there is both nostalgia for the fairy palace feast and expectation for the future journey.

Walking out of the gate of the Fairy Palace, a breeze blew over, and Wang Lu felt his mind slightly clearer. He looked back at the Fairy Palace towering into the clouds, and his heart was filled with emotion. This trip to the Fairy Palace allowed him to appreciate the supreme scenery of the fairy world, but he knew that his road was still ahead, and there were more challenges and opportunities waiting for him to explore.

Wang Lu took a deep breath, no longer lingered, resolutely turned around, and walked towards the unknown distance, his figure gradually disappeared in the vast sea of ​​clouds.